Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Wen Congquan has a look on my face that I don't read much, don't lie to me.

Bai Miao raised her forehead, feeling that it was a wrong decision for her to come out with Zhan Lexing this time.

Suddenly, another black BMW stopped in front of the villa.

Bai Miao and the others looked around, and saw the black-clothed assistant wearing sunglasses quickly get out of the car and open the door, and respectfully let the people in the back seat get out of the car.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a Taoist crown, a purple cassock, and a goatee got out of the car.

The sun, moon and stars, pagodas, dragons and phoenixes, and cranes are embroidered on the purple cassock, which looks very fairy-like.

He flicked his sleeves, and immediately an assistant in black offered a whisk with both hands.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced over the three of Bai Miao and his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Wen Congquan. With a flick of the dust whisk, he calmly said, "Is this Young Master Wen? Please wait a long time."

Wen Congquan: Who are you?

Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing looked at each other.

Zhan Lexing's face was a bit ugly. They have rules in the metaphysics world, so there's no reason to invite both of them to read together at the same time.

A middle-aged man came out in a hurry with his mobile phone, and politely extended his hand to the middle-aged Taoist priest, "Welcome to you. I'm Wen Cheng. Please come from Taoist Master Shenqing."

After speaking, he noticed Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing beside him.

Wen Cheng looked at Zhan Lexing's cosplay-like costume: "Bai Miao is here? Is this also your classmate?"

Wen Congquan nodded.

Wen Cheng: "Take your classmates to play, I'll just come here."

Wen Congquan asked in surprise, "Father, what kind of Shenxiao faction is that?"

Wen Cheng pinched the center of his brows wearily: "I've already sent a message to make amends and told them to come later, and now let Taoist Master Shenqing take a look."

Speaking of this, Wen Cheng also felt embarrassed, the Daoist Shenqing had rejected his appointment before, so he had no choice but to ask the Daoist from the Shenxiao Sect to come over this morning.Who knew that Daoist Shen Qing suddenly said that he would come again, and he insisted on coming this morning.

He doesn't dare to offend these godly people now, what if he really has the ability?

Daoist Shenqing smiled slightly, "Mr. Wen, why don't you let me go in and take a look first?"

Wen Cheng hurriedly welcomed the Taoist priest Shen Qing in.

Bai Miao looked at Wen Cheng's back, he had a lot of white hair on his sideburns, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were black and his beard hadn't been shaved, obviously he hadn't taken care of himself for a while.

Judging from his face, it is indeed covered by dark clouds, not only his career is not going well, but his family is also hindered.

Bai Miao looked at Wen Congquan, and found that his brows were also gray and black, and the situation was more serious than what he saw at the community hospital last time.

Zhan Lexing's cell phone ding-dong, he took it out to have a look, and said to Bai Miao: "Senior brother told me, reschedule."

There was another sentence he didn't say, the senior brother said that the Wen family didn't abide by the rules, and if he felt unhappy, he just shook his face and left.

Bai Miao: "Then what should we do now?"

Zhan Lexing's face wrinkled, and he said in confusion: "The villa area is so far away, and there is no bus nearby... It's very expensive to take a taxi."

He didn't want to take a taxi anymore, and his heart ached.

But now that it's like this, do they want to lose face of the Shenxiao faction?Wouldn't any cat or dog be able to ride on their heads in the future?

No, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Lexing endured his distress and said, "Why don't we go..."

On the other side, Wen Congquan pulled Bai Miao's arm, and pulled him towards the villa with arrogance and arrogance.

"God stick, follow me to see if this broken Taoist priest is pretending to be a ghost!"

Bai Miao was dragged inside, and asked Zhan Lexing helplessly.

Zhan Lexing: "..."

Okay, let's go in together.

The main entrance of Wen's courtyard is wide open, and a stone road leads directly to the gate. There are no messy statues and pools to block the air flow, and there are not many plants on both sides. Only a row of tall shrubs are planted beside the fence of the villa to block the view.

It's just that the vegetation in the courtyard is now withered and yellow, and the shrubs are also withered and lifeless.

Wen Congquan babbled while pulling Bai Miao, feeling that his family was really unlucky recently.

His family's conglomerate suffered heavy losses time and time again, and the game company he stayed in suffered many disasters. The mobile game developed by the whole company was even stolen by an insider and released first.

The servants at home fell ill one after another, and even his mother fainted at home due to unknown reasons, and she is still lying in the hospital without waking up.

Bai Miao frowned: "What's wrong, Auntie?"

Wen Congquan wiped his face: "I just can't find out the reason, otherwise why would my dad invite these people to the house."

Bai Miao frowned even more when she thought of the fragrant chicken soup that Wen Congquan brought to the ward.

The situation has become so serious.

As Wen Congquan spoke, he noticed Zhan Lexing who was silently following behind them.

"Why did you follow up?"

These words are not very polite, Zhan Lexing smiled heartily and showed his white teeth, "After all, I am the No. 30 eighth-generation disciple of the Shenxiao Sect, and I have a little research on metaphysics and Fengshui. .”

Wen Congquan looked at Zhan Lexing suspiciously, his eyes were no different from looking at a liar.

Zhan Lexing: "If you don't believe me, ask Bai Miao."

Bai Miao coughed and said, "He is indeed a Taoist priest of the Shenxiao sect."

Wen Congquan didn't say anything else, but secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must ask his father to blacklist this Shenxiao sect in the future.

It is too much to despise someone's IQ to let his college classmates come here to bluff.

As soon as they stepped through the door of Wen's house, the expressions of Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing changed slightly.

In the eyes of the two of them, an invisible black evil spirit floated in the air, burrowing towards Wen's father and son.

Wen's house was not as grandly furnished as other rich people's houses, but rather warm.

Bai Miao had been here a few times before, but now he felt strange.

Large swathes of sunlight sprinkled on the fabric sofa from the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the darkness in the room could not be dispelled.A bouquet of flowers was placed on the small round wooden table, but the flowers had withered, revealing a sense of lifelessness.

Wen Congquan saw that the group of Wen Cheng and Taoist Shenqing had already gone to the second floor, and hurried into the room: "Hurry up, let's follow..."

Bai Miao grabbed Wen Congquan's arm with his backhand.

The evil spirit that had invaded Wen Congquan suddenly exploded and drifted away.

Wen Congquan turned around in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Bai Miao let go of his hand, smiled nonchalantly: "Wait a minute, let's change shoes."

Wen Congquan: "What time is it, let's follow up first."

He turned his head and ran to the stairs in a hurry. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that his body seemed much lighter.

Bai Miao turned her head, and saw Zhan Lexing's gaze fell on the Jinyu jade bracelet on his left hand.

He smiled at Zhan Lexing, who had a surprised expression, and followed.

On the second floor, Daoist Shenqing had already walked through several rooms.

Seeing that Taoist Shenqing walked into another room, Bai Miao grabbed Wen Congquan: "Take us to another place."

Wen Congquan was puzzled: "Aren't we going to look at that Taoist priest?"

Bai Miao gestured to Zhan Lexing, who was wearing a flamboyant Taoist robe, and said: "At least he is wearing such a suit, let him go and have a look."

Zhan Lexing grinned cooperatively.

Seeing that Congquan was still hesitating, Bai Miao glanced at him, "Don't you always like to talk about metaphysics and yin and yang eyes, so it turns out that Ye Gong loves dragons?"

Wen Congquan frowned: "What's the matter..."

"Okay." Bai Miao grabbed Wen Congquan and forcibly dragged him to another empty room.

As soon as they entered this room, Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing glanced at each other, then turned and left.

Wen Congquan was pulled dizzy: "No, you just finished watching it like this?"

Zhan Lexing coaxed him: "Feudal superstition is not advisable, we just look at the layout of the house."

As they spoke, they glanced at the next room, then turned around and left again.

As soon as they walked through two rooms, they met Shen Qingdao in a narrow way in front of the master bedroom.

Daoist Shenqing flicked his whisk, glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, and said to Wen Cheng, "I don't like to disturb Feng Shui, Mr. Wen..."

Wen Cheng arched his hands at Daoist Shen Qing in apologetic manner, and said to Wen Congquan and the others: "You can play in the hall first, or go to the underground theater to watch a movie, and then come up on the second floor after the master has finished watching."

Wen Congquan: "Dad, we..."

Wen Cheng frowned: "Be obedient!"

Bai Miao glanced at Wen Congquan who pursed his lips and said, "Uncle Wen, we are also lovers of metaphysics, we just want to watch from the side."

Zhan Lexing also said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I'm still waiting for Master Shenqing to open our eyes."

Facing Bai Miao, Wen Cheng's expression softened significantly, he nodded and said, "All right, then don't bother Daoist Shenqing."

Daoist Shenqing frowned, but didn't say anything, turned around and strode into the last master bedroom.

Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing probed in and couldn't help but pause.

On the head of the luxurious and soft big bed in the master bedroom, there was actually a little ghost squatting full of evil spirits.

The kid was skinny, covered in whips and iron wounds, and stared sullenly at Daoist Shen Qingdao who walked into the room.

A chain was attached to the flesh of his neck, and the other end of the chain was hanging in the middle of the void, far away from where it was connected.

If it wasn't for the wrong color and shape, Bai Miao would almost have thought it was a marriage lock.

The clothes were ripped, Bai Miao turned to look at Zhan Lexing.

Zhan Lexing's expression was extremely ugly, and his voice was extremely low: "That seems to be a ghost... Now it's troublesome."

Bai Miao suddenly remembered that the soul-hunting ghost seemed to have said that the slave ghost was made by extracting the souls of living people.

He pulled Zhan Lexing back a few steps, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still practicing ghosts?"

Zhan Lexing shook his head like a rattle: "How is it possible? The method of refining slave ghosts is too cruel. It has been listed as a forbidden technique by the metaphysical circle hundreds of years ago. If it is discovered that this kind of magic is used, it will be banned by the metaphysical circle." Clean up the sect. Our Shenxiao sect is a decent sect, we pay attention to self-cultivation and proving the way, and we will never engage in such insidious things."

As he said that, he couldn't help but glanced at the door again: "This is the first time I've seen a slave ghost... It's strange, isn't this kind of forbidden technique lost hundreds of years ago..."

Bai Miao: "Is it difficult to deal with slave ghosts?"

Zhan Lexing: "It's difficult, the newly refined ghost has the strength of a fierce ghost, and the refining time of this ghost may not be short."

Bai Miao began to calculate the number of talisman papers he brought, and estimated that it would be a fierce battle.

Suddenly, Zhan Lexing tapped his palm, with regret on his face: "It's a loss, it turned out to be a servant, how can 300 million be enough? At least 1000 million is the starting point."

Bai Miao: "..."

"Mr. Wen, I know where the problem in your residence is." Daoist Shenqing who was standing beside the bed said, shaking his whisk.

Wen Cheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Daoist Master Shenqing, what should we do?"

Daoist Shen Qing said, "The antiques in Mr. Wen's living room are probably genuine, right?"

Wen Cheng's heart tightened: "The Taoist priest means..."

Daoist Shenqing said inscrutablely, "It's better for Mr. Wen to donate them."

Wen Congquan turned his head to ask Bai Miao and Zhan Lexing for their opinions, but he saw them whispering.

Wen Congquan: "What are you talking about?"

Bai Miao said blankly: "I'm sure, that Daoist Shenqing is a liar."

Just by watching him wander around with a compass for a long time without even giving the bedside ghost a look, you can tell how much he weighs.

Daoist Shenqing was still talking eloquently: "...after changing these few points, and then opening the altar, everything will be solved easily."

As soon as Shen Qingdao finished speaking, the slave ghost sneered in a timely manner.

Full of irony.